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Gaunt

Her head a cloak of messy stars

Held high amongst the loveless

Queen of the tortured

Ring in your dead horses

Yesterday burnt edges of lace and pearls

Drape death’s bone structure upon your face

Happiness; a vow you gave on your living days

Sugar-covered strawberries; promises lost

The death gallop with a wave of her hand

Blink the good fight tear my pearls

No longer hungry eat my words

A vortex you’ve fallen into dead bride

A final shower of bones and velvet

You’ve waited so long to reach the bottom

Laugh at the darkness

Long ago the same charade

Except blood was pumping

Honey, stop scraping your knees

Stop crying

The light will be at the bottom as long as you’ve had a memorable time getting there

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Published
Mar 15, 2010
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